In the Qinghui Medical Hall as usual, Nangong Yulu helped Uncle Liu to sort out the medicinal materials together, and at this time, Xu Su took the Pu sisters and brothers into the door. Pui was able to barely stand up these days, and although it was difficult to walk, he was no longer in serious trouble after everyone's careful care, just waiting for the wound to heal. After Nangong Yulu read it, he handed Xu Su some medicinal materials. Xu Su thanked her, and originally wanted to say something, but he glanced at the Pu sisters and brothers behind him, but wanted to turn around and leave. Nangong Yulu saw it in his eyes, and said to Xu Su: "Master Xu, there are still some things to focus on about Miss Pu's injury. Please take a step to speak. ”

When Xu Su heard her say this, he seemed to understand the meaning of the words, and followed Nangong Yulu out of the consultation room.

As soon as he went out, Xu Su asked: "Yazhi, ...... How's it going?"

Nangong Yulu replied: "Master Xu, don't worry. After seeing that there was no one around, she took out a letter from her arms and handed it to Xu Su.

"This is what Yazhi told me to give you, everything you want to know is here. ”

Xu Su accepted the letter, and felt that the letter was a little thick, he was afraid that the Pu sisters and brothers would be in a hurry, so he didn't open it immediately, just said thank you and left.

Wu Xiao's body was thrown by several of Wen Shiyuan's men to Guilingpo outside the city. They casually threw Wu Xiao to the ground, and then began to dig up the soil.

"I'm really tired, damn, it's more troublesome than the woman last time, wouldn't it be nice to just leave it here. One of his men muttered.

"Oh, don't talk nonsense, get to work. Another subordinate picked up the shovel: "This is all what the prince meant, the prince can't trust the newcomer." The prince was afraid that he would cheat the corpse, so he could only bury it to ensure that he was really dead. If you want to blame it, blame this kid for his bad life. ”

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's really unlucky. These men dug a hole in three strokes and two blows, and they lifted Wu Xiao together and threw it in, and then hurriedly covered it with soil. Shovels of dirt fell on Wu Xiao's body, hitting his lifeless and pale face, and after a while, he was no longer visible. After a period of tossing, they buried Wu Xiao and sat on the ground tired.

"Let's go, have some wine and go to bad luck. One of his subordinates came up with the idea.

"Not very well, didn't the prince order us to guard here?"

"Come on, anyway, the prince doesn't know, this person is dead, buried, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to cheat the corpse? The other subordinates were a little shaken when they heard him say this.

"Let's go, let's go. It's been a long time since our brothers have been out drinking. ”

These people, you push me, I push you and walk forward, and slowly they walked out of the range of Guilingpo. This desolate place, once again, without human voices, is quiet and terrible.

Yazhi watched Wu Xiao's body being removed, he had already guessed that Wen Shiyuan didn't trust him, and if he didn't end this matter as soon as possible, then he would also be Wu Xiao's fate.

At this moment, he sat in the banquet, thinking about the next step. So what is the breakthrough?

While Yazhi was thinking, Wen Shiyuan interrupted with a word: "Yazhi, what are you thinking? Why don't you enjoy such a delicious meal on the table? This meal is prepared for you, don't you don't give face to this king?"

Yazhi listened to his words with displeasure, and explained: "Lord Wang, you don't know, I haven't eaten meat or alcohol since I was a child. Then he held the glass, and the fingernails of his little thumb tapped the wine in the glass.

Then he said: "Although this wine and food are wasted, I have received the prince's wishes." ”

After Yazhi finished speaking, he glanced at the black-gauze girl sitting next to him, who had a teapot on her table. Then Yazhi got up and picked up the teapot on the black gauze girl's table, poured a cup of tea, raised it to Wen Shiyuan, and said slowly: "I heard that the Central Plains all use wine to meet friends, but in my home, I use precious tea to meet friends. Lord, you will reward me with this pot of Dongting Biluochun, I will toast you with tea instead of wine, and I hope you Haihan. ”

"Oh, is it, in that case, this king is not strong. Yu'er, make a new pot of tea, serve some food, and Yazhi will be served by you. Wen Shiyuan and Yazhi exchanged a drink, and then Yazhi secretly looked at the little thumb nail, there was a spiritual needle hidden horizontally in his fingernail, only to see that the silver needle was slightly grayish-black, Yazhi was glad that he had just escaped.

Wen Shiyuan found out that he didn't drink and gave up, anyway, he was still in the mansion for a long time, so he was not in a hurry for a moment. Then he began to enjoy the singing and dancing.

Suddenly, a group of dancers swayed on the dance floor. During the period, the person who led the dance was a girl who was familiar to Yazhi, and Yazhi took a closer look and found that this girl was Qianqian. She was dressed in a red and white feather coat, with a graceful figure, and she danced on her feet, which made Wen Shiyuan applaud again and again. Qian Qian bent down and looked at Yazhi, and they looked at each other.

Yazhi's heart moved, this Qianqian girl is also Wen Shiyuan's person?

At this time, the black gauze girl served the dishes, and poured tea for Yazhi, and Wen Shiyuan instructed her to wait. Yazhi originally wanted to refuse, but Wen Shiyuan's order had already been violated once just now, and once again, I am afraid that it would really not give him face, so simply follow him. These are all too familiar, the style of the tone of the rhythm, Yazhi as if he is in the Qiongyu Pavilion. A person's life reflects the person's preferences, and in such an environment, can there be such an environment in the home of a brave and warlike general? Thinking of this, he has a prince friend, although he has banquets, but almost all of them are from the court musicians, and the singers from the folk like the one in front of him are not looked down on at all.

Pushing aside the rain and fog, Yazhi was a little sure of his conjecture, he felt that the Wen Shiyuan in front of him was not the real Wen Shiyuan. It can be seen from this person's habits that I am afraid that this person is also from Qiongyu Pavilion. This must be someone who has something to do with Wu Xiao, Leng An and Qianqian, since it is aimed at Wu Xiao, no, it is not against Wu Xiao, but against Wu Yue, could it be that the real Wen Shiyuan has a relationship with Wu Yue. At that moment, Yazhi suddenly realized, but there were doubts, what was his motive?

The girl in the black gauze looked at Ya Zhinuo and didn't say a word, she was uneasy. Just silently poured tea for Yazhi, her cuffs tugged, and when she poured the tea, she inadvertently exposed her wrists, and her white wrists showed blue and purple marks.

Yazhi saw that there was a trace of fingerprints in his eyes, he didn't ask the black gauze girl directly, but drew a finger mark on his wrist, it seemed that it was scratched by a person, Yazhi seemed to understand something, and didn't care about it.

The black gauze girl's heart became more and more chaotic, she felt her body hot, dizzy and swollen, and her breathing became heavier. The sound of silk bamboo and string music in the hall was like a knife piercing her heart. Her face turned pale, and her hand holding the teapot trembled.

Yazhi noticed the strangeness of the people around him, his left arm was on the table, his palm was hiding behind his right arm, he took advantage of Wen Shiyuan's inattention, touched the vein of the black gauze girl, and said softly: "The girl is offended." ”

The black gauze girl didn't think so, but moved closer to Yazhi, perhaps because she was unwell, she leaned on Yazhi.

Yazhi was shocked in her heart, she fell into Nangong Yulu's sound Gu. It turned out that she was the one who eavesdropped outside Wu Xiao's room yesterday. She is Leng An.

The black-gauzed girl closed her eyes tightly, her brows furrowed together, and small beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. Yazhi turned her head to look at her, the pair of peach blossom eyes that were a little red and swollen were close at hand, and from her masked black veil, Yazhi could vaguely see her face.

"Yu'er, don't be rude. Wen Shiyuan reprimanded.

The girl in the black gauze didn't respond to Wen Shiyuan, Yazhi looked at her face and said to Wen Shiyuan, "Miss Yu'er looks unwell. Lord, I'll send her back to rest. ”

"Okay, okay. There you go. Wen Shiyuan was a little helpless, so Yazhi picked up the black gauze girl with his backhand and walked out of the hall.